I could give birth to tetratuplets, win the Nobel Peace prize, find the cure for the common cold, or even prepare an edible dinner for my family and never get all that attention.
I guess that's because I'm not The One.
My cousin, Cora Lynn, told me it was time to start collecting my "body of work." So I am.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
The One
The Number One arrived in Times Square to great fanfare yesterday. A limo, TV coverage, celebrity photos, a red carpet - because how would an inanimate object feel if it didn't get the attention it deserved?
I don't remember the number zero getting all this attention last year when we were turning over to 2010. Maybe that's because there's an implicit "nothingness" to zero.
I could give birth to tetratuplets, win the Nobel Peace prize, find the cure for the common cold, or even prepare an edible dinner for my family and never get all that attention.
I guess that's because I'm not The One.
I could give birth to tetratuplets, win the Nobel Peace prize, find the cure for the common cold, or even prepare an edible dinner for my family and never get all that attention.
I guess that's because I'm not The One.
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Oh but you are, Joan, you ARE!
ReplyDeleteI thought Neo was The One.
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